The Shins - Baby boomerang Lyrics
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- Baby boomerang Lyrics
Album: Slim lined sheik faced Angel of the night Riding like a cowboy In the graveyard of the night New York Witch In the dungeon of the day I'm trying to write my novel But all you do is play Baby Boomerang, Baby Boomerang Well, you never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Oh yeah... Mince pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind I'm searching through this garbage Just looking for a friend Your uncle with an alligator Chained to his leg Dangles you your freedom Then he offers you his bed It seems to me to dream Is something too wild In Max's Kansas City You're belladonna child Hiding on the highways On the gateways to the south You're talking with your boots And you're walking with your mouth Baby Boomerang, Baby Boomerang Well, you never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Thank you ma'am
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